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Day One Hundred Forty Eight (Year Four)

Finally stumbled upon the other bag of books and CDs from the trip to WI tonight.  I know I listed everything out as I found it, but in looking at it I'm struck again how big of a pile it is.  I started listening at the bottom of the pile, with Waxahatchee's Cerulean Salt.  I'm only a few tracks into it, but it's great so far.

Picked up the acoustic again tonight.  Ran through the chords for "Let Her Go" again.  I really like that song.

I also sat down at the recording console tonight, and took a listen to the ideas that I had set aside as possibles for the power pop record I've talked about forever.  I came away with things I'd adjust, but feeling hopeful over all.

I've started thinking, in a vague way, about 2014, and some of the things I'd like to accomplish.  The first thing that came to mind is songwriting.  I know I've said it at various points the last 6 months or so, but I really need to write more songs in 2014.  I know I've got a distinct voice with words, but I need to try and shine a light on what that voice sounds like from a lyrical perspective.  One of the things I said I wanted to do when we moved to Dubuque, was to write and record a project for each year we live here.  Starting on the first of the year, I'll have about 8 months to get that finished.

I also want to:

1) do a better job of splitting my time between acoustic and electric.
2) work on a set list and play some gigs
3) continue to find my voice on the instrument.
4) finish organizing both the studio and the lesson binder.


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